It was a rainy late afternoon when Jack stood at the bus stop, watching the city lights shine on the wet streets. Suddenly, the noise around him grew soft, and the busy city seemed to slow down.

Jack blinked and saw bright words floating in the air. They looked like old magic. One sentence read, "Time waits for no one." Jack was surprised and said, "What is this?" A calm voice answered, "This is a moment to think."

He felt peaceful as he watched more words appear, telling stories about life and time. When the bus came, the magic was gone. Jack smiled and said, "I will not rush today." The city was still busy, but Jack felt calm inside.